City Of Love And Fear

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se, but rather a large village, a village that sleeps lying on the slopes of the mountains (Ataka) in the city of Suez, so the morning arrives muc

d despite the noise of crowded buses and vans traveling between neighboring towns and villages, almo

ompletely !The trees of its forests, with their giant trunks that were not extended by an axe, were lofty .. When the plain was ablaze with the yellow heat of summer, the town enjoyed a lovely moist coo

by corroded tin walls . She was soaked in sweat . She has awakened from her dreamy sleep to the sounds of mov

saw .. the dream that she wa

dignified mysterious man.. That knight shrouded in darkness.. She dances all eagerly for him.. Why doesn't he move? Why doesn't he rise up, stand up and dance with her.. But the faces of the

as never cared about the meaning that life is just moments of sanity when nostalgia and imagination ignite, she was and still respects All the loss, pain, tragedies, wounds and hours, but she does not need to call them by their names, she considers all of this life, one life that sends the agony of loss and the longing of awakening to the world of dreams as compensation. And the disk of t

ic, and a lot of noses, hugs, longing and joy that he lives with her, with her, in her room, age, place, bed and dreams, but it is the brilliant divine wisdom that stands behind what they call circumstances, it hides for us what we have not seen y

t. And you can't notice it. The dream she had just had completely robbed her of her mind. Every time she woke up dreaming about her husband, it was difficult for her to gather her m

ing rid of her burden.. Solid reality.. from the cruelty of life.. from boredom.. from boredom.. from boredom.. she sees herself with his eyes.. here he searches all her charms with his eyes.. all the hours she spent in front of her mirror alone made her mem

longing on her palm if she touches her skin.. the world around her.. They flutter, mingle, and mate, but everyone is interested in inoculating themselves against a potential love that might kill him, from creatures that fill windows, tree nests, and doorways, but are invisible to the naked eye because of their smallness. It's mating season and virgins will be wrapped in a wind laden with dust and hidden greed: when does the male bee lick the nectar of honey? A question as an answer to another question: When do